I THINK i miss you too. 
Maybe its the way you speak, your words had a certain ring to it. 
Maybe its your laughter, I enjoy making you laugh. 
Maybe its the joy of your company, I could hang around you all day.
Maybe its your smile, the one you do so coyly when I say something. 
Maybe its your eyes, they hold so much promise I adore.  
You get me in some way
I want to do so much for you too but I can't.
I wish we can be more but we can't.  
I have seen this movie before, read this tale before, danced this dance before. 
We are doomed to fail before we even begin. 
Why risk a good thing? 
I cant risk what we have for  "more". 
I can't give us a chance. 
You miss me
I miss you but I can't tell you. 
It will only complicate things so I leave it to time. 
Let it do its work.
You are too intense for me to handle.
And so I close our page and light up a candle, 

hoping it burns our chapter.